It's my prerogative!

Guess what?! Naww, you won't believe it. No really. Well ok... I've kind of changed my mind on the guest room again. Well, you know how it is. You're looking through pictures and one thing jumps, and next minute, its another. The wallpaper will now be saved for another time. The chest of drawers will stay, but instead of being turquoise and gold, it will be ...different... you know what? I shouldn't even say till it's done. You'll all think I'm totally fickle, (and I totally am) but what can I say? Too many ideas, not enough house! (Don't get me wrong, there's more than enough house. You know what I mean)

Most importantly, I will still need a patchwork quilt!

On another note, what do we think of coloured or patterned ceilings? Too too much, or a little different but no way, or a little bit cool? I actually rather love these (she says only a month or two after announcing most definitely to hubby that they should always be white)

I've never done wallpapering, but I can imagine papering ceilings would rank as a fairly unpleasant task.

 

In other news, we've packed up and shipped out a bunch of sheep. We were rather overstocked, especially for such dry conditions, so it was time to move some on.

They finished loading last night, and wouldn't you know it? Tonight it's raining. If only we'd known that all we had to do to make it rain was sell some sheep. Turns out those naked rain dances while howling at the moon were totally in vain. Who knew?

I'm heartily looking forward to winter now. Why? I came across this picture again in one of my Pinterest albums.

Add in one cup of hot chocolate or some sticky date pudding and I am there.

 

 

PS: Guest bedroom ceiling. This wall paper. I think I like it!

 

Bless his heart xo

After I had a mini whirlwind of fury today on account of a) being sick, b) being very tired, c) stressed by the mess and chaos around me and d) having children climbing all over me every time I sat down to rest, I retreated to the bedroom with my iPad and Vicki under my arm, and more than a few tears in my eyes.

I was amazed and impressed to hear that after coming in and giving me loads of kisses, Harry came out to his Dad and told him that he should come and get Vicki and look after her because I was very very tired. He's such a perceptive boy for a two-year old, and very compassionate. I hope he never loses that.

 

Day #25639 in the House of Infectious Bugs and Plagues

Muh. I am well and truly sick of being sick. Tolerance level is at an all time low. Look at me wrong and you might lose your head! Just kidding, I'm 1000% more likely to burst into tears.

Oh. And that "Big Cloud" on the Weather Channel? Nothing. Nada. Not a single drop squeezed out of that miserable cloud.

Where is our rain? Oh wait. It's over on the coast with all the rest. Sorry sheep, no grass for you just yet.

Muh. That's the sound of a sad and sorry groan, by the way.

 

However, there's always tomorrow, right?

 

Oh and another thing.

Bananas. I'm not convinced. Texturally unpleasant.

Do you like bananas?

 

 

And in other news...

First it was the wallpaper, and now I have sourced the chest of drawers for the guest room. I had to go head to head with the enemy to win it on eBay, but here she is, in all her stripped-back, ready to be redone glory:

She's perfect. Curvy in all the right places. And even scraped back, so the not-so-fun bit is done. I can't wait for her to arrive. I may change her drawer pulls, but we'll see.

I have a cunning plan for the patchwork quilt. Let me tell you a story. A week before hubby and I were married here at the farm, my (quite frankly incredible) bridesmaid turned up to a house in chaos. We had no kitchen, just a temporary "camp" on the back verandah. Clutter and crap and builders and boxes and stuff everywhere. You couldn't imagine. You would cry to see it. We nearly did cry when realisation struck that we had only a week. She walked in the door, grasped the situation immediately and the conversation went like this.

Beth: "what can I do, give me a job"

Mum: "could you make your bed"

Beth: "ok, where are the sheets"

Mum: "no, I mean actually make the bed!"

Two minutes later, Beth had drill in hand, putting together the slats for her bed. What a trouper! And she didn't even get offered a cup of tea after her early morning flight and 3 hour drive! Which she likes to remind me of, often... lol...

 

So anyway, my cunning plan? Invite Mum to stay. When she walks in the door, hand her a pile of charm squares and suggest that she make the bedding. Think it'll fly? (Michelle thinks not. She thinks Mum will see through it. Hmmm.)

 

 

 

 

In the pink

The House of Infectious Bugs and Plagues continued its coughs, sniffles and generally lethargy today, which practically forced...forced I say!... us to park on the couch with magazines and our Dear Friend Google for most of the day.

I found some beautiful things. One day when I am In The Money, I will do up the back verandah (which is kind of at the front?) and make it a little quiet private sitting room for lounging around on lazy weekends while hubby is watching the cricket/rugby/whichever sport happens to be on. It will be painted white. It will be climate controlled for all seasons. I will get rid of the aluminium frame windows and put in wooden framed ones that will suit the house, perhaps bi-fold so that the perfume of the flower beds I'm looking out over will waft in. *snort*... you would chortle too at that after seeing the current view. I know. I'll need a gardener too. My thumb is definitely not green!

This will be my sofa:

My Ottoman:

My Cushions:

My lamp table:

My lamp:

My snacks:

 

I will decorate with these enormous paper flowers.

A stack of mags, a good book, a cup of tea... and that will be me.

 

 

 

 

Much Ado About Nothing

How neat is this? A little spot for a kiddie to read, made out of a re-covered cot mattress. Love the mozzie net with it too. They called it a reading nook, but I have to confess I have a loathing for the words "nook" and "station" when used for spots around the house. Way overused on Pinterest. Ok, pointless rant over... lol...

Today was paperwork day. Not my most favourite of past times, though I did have a lovely assistant:

What a sweetheart. And very helpful.

Not a lot happening out here in the bush. We keep getting sick with some sort of virus, reinfecting each other over and over again... doesn't that sound lovely. Want to come visit? lol... but seriously, we're all getting a bit sick of it. Sick... get it? Ahhh I kill me. On any given day one or more of us will have the runs, nausea, vomiting, extreme lethargy, headaches, muscle aches, chills... any suggestions on getting rid of it once and for all? It's been going on for about 3 weeks now... enough already I say!

And with that, I'm off to loaf in front of the Weather Channel. We have a "Big Cloud" on our 10 day forecast tomorrow, with any luck it will actually happen for once! Bring it on, I say...